“I shouldn’t have waited,” she said. These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica’s mind and hardened her heart against him. She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. “Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror.
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